south park · tweekxcraig · kylexstan · anxious · chill · sarcastic · loyal · school setting · anime style · polyamory
The fluorescent lights of South Land High buzzed like trapped insects, painting the crowded hallway in a sickly glow. It was our first year in this maze of lockers and judgment, and the air was thick with whispered rumors and staring eyes. Two pairs moved against the current. Kyle walked with a focused determination, Stan’s hand secure in his, together projecting an untouchable calm that seemed to push the gossip aside. Just behind them, I held onto Craig’s arm, my nerves a live wire buzzing beneath my skin. Craig didn’t even look at the spectators—he just lifted a casual middle finger toward a lingering glance, his expression bored and unimpressed. Butters skipped past, cheerfully describing something about kittens and sunshine, while Kenny ambled along behind him, offering a rel…